Gyal, you own your man from when
A gyal see your man and waan come steal him loving
Lord Jesus
Tell her fi walk wide, she waan steal him love pon the side
Gyal, you own your man from when
And a gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay far from him
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay –
Wha’ mi say?
Unuh tell the girl say she fi go ‘way and walk wide
You own the man, she’s stealing love pon the side
Ring pon the finger, that mean you a the bride
Gyal a cuss but she a matey, true she no wise
True you a the wife, gyal, you nuh haffi make noise
Ambition deh pon yor chest and you no have it fi hide
Tempted to touch, a you your man can’t avoid
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay far from him
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay –
Wha’ mi say?
The gyal nuh have no pretty face, and she nuh have no sexy shape
And a come talk ’bout, she waan be your mate
And her face tough like dem ol’ GP cake
Cu the gyal too ’bout, she waan take your man
And a flex like dem ol’ transit van
A run up and down Waltham
And me know say, she nuh have no ambition
And her career a swing like a swing song
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay far from him
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay –
Wha’ mi say?
Gyal, hand inna the air because a you own your man
Pon hand
And you done know say that your bankbook strong
Out pon the road, you all have mini van
You have dumper truck a drive malt and sand
No pay no gyal no mid ’bout, dem waan take your man
You a get the money inna your hand
And you no haffi thief ‘way five, six, seven grand
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay far from him
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay –
Wha’ mi say?
Gyal!
Hold up your hand, because a you own the man
Kick out your foot, because a you own your man
Junglist gyal dem, me know a dem own dem man
Waterhouse gyal, me know a dem own dem man
Waltham gyal, me know a dem own dem man
From a you, you fi hold up your hand
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay far from him
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay –
Wha’ mi say?
Unuh tell the girl say she fi go ‘way and walk wide
You own the man, she’s stealing love pon the side
Ring pon the finger, that mean you a the bride
Gyal a cuss but she a matey, true she no wise
True you a the wife, gyal, you nuh haffi make noise
Ambition deh pon yor chest, no have it fi hide
Tempted to touch, a you your man can’t avoid
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay far from him
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay –
Wha’ mi say?
Girl child!
Hand inna the air because a you own your man
Pon hand
And you done know say that your bankbook strong
Out pon the road, you all have mini van
You have dumper truck a drive malt and sand
No pay no gyal no mid ’bout, dem waan take your man
You a get the money inna your hand
And you no haffi thief ‘way five, six, seven grand
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay far from him
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
Tell her say fi stay –
Wha’ mi say?
The gyal nuh have no pretty face, and she nuh have no sexy shape
And a come talk ’bout, she waan be your mate
And her face tough like dem ol’ GP cake
Cu the gyal too ’bout, she waan take your man
And a flex like dem ol’ transit van
A run up and down Waltham
And me know say, she nuh have no ambition
And her career a swing like a swing song
You own your man from when
Gyal waan take him?
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